Pragmatik » grandmom http://www.pragmatik.org/blog Glossolalia, complaining and cycling. Tue, 02 Dec 2008 15:12:08 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.5 en New hip. http://www.pragmatik.org/blog/2008/07/new-hip/ http://www.pragmatik.org/blog/2008/07/new-hip/#comments Thu, 24 Jul 2008 18:19:28 +0000 Johnny http://www.pragmatik.org/blog/?p=1424
My grandmother got her hip replaced early yesterday morning. Going to bed after 1am and then getting up at 3:30am, spending a day at the hospital and then going to a public safety meeting make for a weird day.  She is still at the hospital. They put her in intensive care because her heart rate dropped and because her kidneys are not doing well. She’ll pull through, though. Tough old Polack.  (That’s a lot of OUGHs.)

I’m doing tasks for my up-coming job and going to meetings.  This is good for my sanity, for easing into my job next month, and I don’t mind working for free at all.  It’s all beneficial work to my favorite city, in the long run.

I am making a terrific stir-fry today, too.  Which is only related in that the veggies are smelling up my apartment right now.  Which is not so related.

I am tired.

]]> http://www.pragmatik.org/blog/2008/07/new-hip/feed/ Sick grandmother. http://www.pragmatik.org/blog/2008/04/sick-grandmother/ http://www.pragmatik.org/blog/2008/04/sick-grandmother/#comments Mon, 07 Apr 2008 12:34:33 +0000 Johnny http://www.pragmatik.org/blog/?p=1341
My grandmother, pictured here on Easter this year, is at my parents’ house in Hampden.  She fell in 2003 and required a metal rod be inserted into her leg; she had heart surgery then to boot.  Before, actually.  She fell last week and wrenched the same leg.  While the X-rays came back negative for breaks, they think she either sprained or tore something.  I am watching her today while my mother goes for a doctor’s appointment, then with my mother and uncle to take my grandmother to the hospital for her appointment to see the extent of the damage in her leg.  I don’t like seeing such an independent woman laid up and unable to even walk.  Or the look on my uncles’ and mothers’ faces when they realize that their mother is getting older.  I am just hoping she will pull through and literally get back on her feet.  No one ever thought she’d get around after her last accident.  I did not believe she’s ever get upstairs in her Canton rowhouse again.  But she did.  She loved walking around in the grocery store with a cart.  I hope she gets to do it again and soon.

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